Flor and Phelyp
The Never Ending Quest - Episode 118301
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Immediately all three of them were exclaiming in joy, and Bella, overcome with emotion, threw her arms around Phelyp. She pulled away before too long, and accepted a hug from Nate as well, even though all she really wanted was to be alone with the man who had saved her. "Bella, I can't believe it!" cried Nate, to which she replied, breathlessly joyful, "My name's not Bella! It's F—" And she stopped. She had to choose. Either Fred or Phelyp. If she went back to being Fred, she couldn't be with Phelyp, and if she chose to be with Phelyp, she could never return to Fred's life. He would be dead. The love potion made the decision for her. And she blurted the first F name to come to her mind that would fit a woman: "Florentina." "That's beautiful," Phelyp said, smiling. "Flor for short," she rushed to add—as a Frederigo who went by "Fred," she had always been fond of nicknames. "Flor," Nate said, and it was clear he was about to say something big, so she turned to him and addressed him before he could go on: "Good sir knight, Nathaneos Dellenios, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your assistance. I will remain here in this town, and begin a new life. I will visit my grandmother soon and she will be so overjoyed that you brought me to a cure for what has ailed me for three long years. I wish you the best of fortune on the rest of your travels." Nate seemed shocked, and perhaps his heart was broken. Flor felt a twang of regret, but it was overcome by her tremendous love for Phelyp, coming close to manifesting as impatience for him to leave. At last the knight said quietly, "It has been my honor, Flor. I will never forget you." He reached out to grasp her hand and kiss the back of it, which she allowed. He held it a few seconds longer than was standard, his eyes shut, and at last he let it drop, now wearing a sad smile. He packed up, and was off within the hour. And the moment the door closed, Flor threw herself into Phelyp's arms and gave him a very long kiss. When they stopped for air, Phelyp asked breathlessly, "Will you marry me?" and she replied in like manner, "Of course, you beautiful old fool." They began preparations for the wedding at once. People whispered in surprise that the old herbalist had managed to get a "yes" out of such a young and radiant beauty, but the common folk were always ecstatic to plan and attend a wedding.
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